if ever

your smiling face is the reason for my living
your warm embrace is my heaven.

i sleep every night with it
and i wake up with it every morning
i carry it with me every moment
a single thought that matters the most
"you are here and would always be,
you will always care for me"

if ever i might not see the smiling face anymore
or feel the warmth of the embrace
let it be the end of the road -
the final destination.

if ever i am the reason for the smile to disappear
for the embrace to lose its warmth
let me face the wrath of hell, here on earth -
the curse of loneliness.

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Books by Arti Honrao

Depression is REAL

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